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Chapter 244 The Spirit of the Peacock
Beating a dog still depends on the owner, not to mention that the other party taunted him again and again at the door of his house. Zhang Feng's temper is not that good, so he can ignore it.

"Never mind your business, get out of the way if you are sensible, this is a matter of my royal family."

The young man didn't expect Zhang Feng to dare to speak. He turned his head and stared at him with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Yes, this is a matter of your royal family, but what's your name at my door?"

Zhang Feng's eyes turned cold. To be honest, this matter is inexplicable. The other party will find someone as soon as they are looking for it. It is not right to have such a cheap mouth.

"Okay, Wang Baohua, why are you talking so much nonsense, we are here to take him back, not for you to mock people."

Seeing that the two sides were tense, Wang Zhuying stopped them, not wanting any conflict between the two sides.

"For Zhuying's sake, I won't argue with you today, get out, don't be an eyesore here."

The young man's mouth was still stinky, even if he didn't do anything, he still said a lot of mocking words.

"Let me go out at my door?"

Zhang Feng originally didn't want to do it just because of a few words, but he found that it was still unavoidable. This person deserves a beating too much.

His eyes sharpened, he took a step, and a powerful aura emerged from his body, causing the air to shake.

Wang Zhuying's eyes changed. She didn't pay much attention to Zhang Feng at first, but she never expected that this person's strength is not simple, which made her feel some pressure.

"Hehe, he is still a master, no wonder he is so arrogant."

Young man, to be exact, Wang Baohua's complexion changed slightly, it was a bit unexpected that the owner of any luxury house would be a guy with a high level of cultivation.

However, the words spoken are like water poured out, and naturally they cannot be taken back. He would not be afraid of Zhang Feng, and still proudly said: "Why, you are not happy, want to do it?"

"I want to smoke you more and more. You asked for it."

Zhang Feng has never once wanted to beat someone up because of what the other party said, and this guy is definitely the first time.

He took a step, and his figure disappeared in a flash. He stepped on the secret line on the spot, and slapped Wang Baohua with a slap.

"Want to sneak attack? No way!"

Wang Baohua's strength is not bad, he is also a genius of the Wang family, he is innate at a young age, and his cultivation base and actual combat experience are not bad.

He moved quickly to the side, avoiding Zhang Feng's slap, and at the same time grabbed Zhang Feng fiercely with his backhand claw.

This claw shone coldly, with the color of emerald, it looked more terrifying than the iron hook.

Bang!
A palm slapped on his wrist, bumped it, and knocked it back.

The colliding air waves spread, creating a gust of wind, and Zhang Feng's face changed slightly. He used external skills, and with all his strength, even steel pipes could be bent. This was still hitting the opponent's vulnerable position, and it had no effect.

He took a step back and looked at the emerald-colored airflow in the opponent's hand in surprise. It should be this kind of power that protected the opponent's body.

Although Wang Baohua was fine, his wrist was still sore and numb. He was a little annoyed that his moves were a little slower than the opponent's.

"There is still some ability, but unfortunately it is not enough!"

He snorted, his hair and clothes suddenly floated up, emerald air flow emerged all over his body, his eyes became sharper, his hands gathered strength, and faintly changed into a weird beak.

Whoosh!
As soon as the shadow flashed, Wang Baohua took the initiative to charge towards Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. This guy's strength, somewhat like his, was mainly in close combat.

He showed interest. Is this method the power of the northern cultivation faction? It looks amazing.

Not afraid, he looked at Wang Baohua who was pecking at him like a bird, with a fighting spirit in his eyes, and wanted to see who was stronger.

After taking half a step and dodging sideways, the opponent's hand immediately changed into a claw again, with five sharp edges, and turned to grab it with an arc.

Zhang Feng didn't resist this time, his spiritual power erupted under his feet, and he used Xingzi Secretly, the speed suddenly accelerated, and between the lightning and the flint, a punch landed on the opponent's chest.

Wang Baohua's expression changed. He didn't expect Zhang Feng's speed to be so terrifying. In his haste, he only had time to take a step back, but he still didn't dodge Zhang Feng's fist with golden light.

Bang!
A powerful force erupted, Wang Baohua's clothes were shattered on the spot where the fist landed, and the emerald-colored air flow on his body collapsed a lot.

Click!

His body hit the tree on the side of the road, and the big tree with a thick bowl mouth couldn't bear the impact and broke immediately.

brush!
Zhang Feng didn't stop. After repelling the opponent, he stepped on his foot and chased after him.

Wang Zhuying's gaze on the side changed, looking at Zhang Feng who was chasing after the victory, she hesitated for a moment, but did not make a move. She knew Wang Baohua's strength and it was not so easy to lose.

When Zhang Feng was about to rush in, Wang Baohua, who was still stuck on the broken tree, suddenly erupted, and a strange bird cry sounded, and a gorgeous emerald-colored air current gushed out like a tide.

These colorful air currents instantly turned into pieces of feathers, condensed into an inhuman bird body, and pecked at Zhang Feng when he raised his head.

With the sudden change, it was too late for Zhang Feng to retreat, he could only draw the spiritual power in his body, the golden light shone, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant.

Flame Dragon Fist!
boom!
Amidst the deafening sound, the colored airflow and golden light exploded at the same time. The nearby trees were engulfed by the chaotic airflow and instantly shattered.

"Humph!"

Feeling the power of the edge, Zhang Feng clenched his stagnant fist again, and the strength of his body exploded, resisting the colorful air flow, and even repelling it.

"you!"

Wang Baohua, whose face became weird, exclaimed, and slid several feet behind the image on the ground, leaving a gully behind.

Zhang Feng stood where he was, and the vegetation within more than ten meters around him was destroyed. He glanced at Wang Baohua at this moment, frowned slightly, and did not act in a hurry.

In his eyes, Wang Baohua's body was full of colored light, and it turned into a huge bird covering it, which was more than ten feet tall.

And this bird's tail was emerald, and it was looking at him coldly. The feathers on the tail were very long, whether it was a peacock or something.

He said with great interest: "Peacock, is this your elf?"

From Du Wenzhi's mouth, he learned more about the situation of the Northern God lineage. After these people cultivated, they could sign contracts with many heaven and earth elves to form a symbiosis.

The elves get the strength they want from humans, and humans can also grow rapidly through the elves, and possess the power of the elves, gaining powerful combat effectiveness.

In other words, what he is fighting at this moment is not a single person, but a fusion of human and spirit, which is naturally very powerful.

"It's very high, you can force my peacock spirit to show up, you are quite capable!"

The somewhat embarrassed Wang Baohua spoke in a cold voice, stood up from the ground, and suddenly became taller, exuding a breathtaking and powerful aura.

This breath made Zhang Feng feel a huge sense of oppression, and he secretly stimulated his spiritual power to operate the Tongtian Diagram, raising his cultivation to the peak.

He was still calm in his heart, and the corner of his mouth played with taste: "You are a peacock, this beauty doesn't know what kind of bird it is?"

(End of this chapter)